#elriel month 23

[madeyplace]

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✨𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓?✨

"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑤𝑛, 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑢𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟. 𝐿𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑜."

— Acowar by @therealsjmaas

🌹･ . ⋆ ･ . ⋆ ･ . ⋆ ･ .･ .. ･ . ⋆ ･ . ⋆ ･ . ⋆ ･ .. ⋆ ･ .🦇

⤷ Comm. by Me and @acoracaodefogo , @/steelprincesss (insta)

⤷ Art by @imlouise_art

[cateyesinlove]

꧁“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲.” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. “𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐳, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞,“꧂

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Art by the talented @luxury-banshee

Commissioned by me and @thecw-unicorn

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Firstly I want to thank banshee so much for how wonderful this came out, when I approached her with the idea she was so excited and working with her was a wonderful experience 🥹♥️ two this piece was inspired by my small one shot for elriel month “The Veil Between Life and Death” I love the idea of Elain getting Azriel back, a call back to their biggest moment in ACOWAR and how powerful their love is.

I also want to thank @purpleunicornc_ for being so wonderful and supportive helping me out with this commission 🥹😭

[duskcowboy]

@elriel-month | Veil

"It made sense, I supposed, that Azriel alone had listened to her. The male who heard things others could not...Perhaps he, too, had suffered as Elain had before he understood what gift he possessed."

I had this idea for "Veil" to depict Azriel and Elain hiding behind their "masks" of sorts—Azriel with his shadows, and Elain with flowers, like the gates of her mind. They're both guarded, but with each other, they are comfortable and content. I think there is much to be discovered or "unveiled" in these two’s story 😉❤️

[enchantmentandshadows]

Elriel Month | Shy Glances & Unrestricted Touches

Word Count: 2,413

Content Warning: None

Theme: Fluffy & Sweet

Song Suggestion: “Tell Her You Love Her” - Echosmith Featuring Mat Kearney

“And just HOW do you know I was watching?” She asked haughtily, very aware that his warm hands still rested on her waist.

"What kind of Spymaster would I be if I DIDN'T notice?" He asked, looking down at her, the green in his hazel eyes looking especially vibrant in the garden. Elain's heart raced at his nearness, his touch, his scent.

Elain closed her eyes and smiled, tilting her head back to let the warm sun kiss her face. She didn’t fret when a gentle breeze took her sunhat, letting it fall to the grass as she dabbed a handkerchief over her neck. Today was a good day, they all were lately, each better than the last. She’d stopped counting the good days months ago, when they far exceeded the bad but she hadn’t stopped appreciating them. Every day she found something to be grateful for, something special, beautiful.

The quiet rustling of paper had the corners of her mouth quirking up as she turned to her normally very quiet companion. Today, she was grateful to have Azriel in the garden keeping her company. He sat back, one booted ankle crossed over the other as he read through a stack of reports. Though, presently, his eyes were on her instead of his reports, a faint blush creeping over his cheeks as his eyes darted back to the pages in his hands.

Elain couldn't help but admire the way the sun shone through his outstretched wings, filtering through in dark reds and golds. If she had Feyre’s talent, she thought, she’d paint him just like this. His wings shifted slightly and she quickly turned her attention back to the peonies she’d been tending lest she be caught staring. He was so easy to admire after all, so beautiful.

Elain blushed, mentally scolding herself for how often she thought of the Shadowsinger. Of his thick hair, always perfectly tousled as if even the wind couldn't help but run its fingers through it. She thought of his handsome face, his kind smile and eyes that seemed to see straight to her soul. She though of the strong arms that had carried her as if she were light as a feather and she thought of his hands. Strong but gentle hands she found so beautiful, hands she’d imagined on her bare skin more than a few times.

A light, that's exactly what Elain Archeron was. Even in the darkest of her days he’d seen it, an undying ember of hope that lived within her. It made her positively radiant beyond her obvious physical beauty.

Like calls to like. Maybe that's why even the sun seemed to worship her, bathing her in it's light while it basked in HER glow. The rays making her strands of honey gold hair glow as they wove through the soft brown curls cascading down her back. How many times had he dreamed about running his fingers through those thick tresses? More than he'd ever admit and too many to count.

He smiled to himself when his shadows whispered that she'd been watching him. Now he watched as she turned to the light, eyes closed as she let it warm her. He could almost imagine what it would feel like, to stand before her and press his lips to hers. How soft and warm that kiss would be, how sweet she would taste and what a kiss like that might mean. That maybe, Elain cared for him as much as he'd grown to care for her.

He took one last look at her before turning back to his reports, watching her weave through the garden in his periphery, listening to her soft footsteps and occasional humming, sometimes quietly joining her though he doubted she could hear.

"How are the new additions faring?" Azriel asked, his smooth voice drawing Elain's attention once more.

"Well," she began, clearly happy to have been asked. "The wisteria is positively thriving and the tulip bulbs you were kind enough to bring me from the continent are nearly ready to bloom. I've planted so many, it'll be like a sea of colors."

She went on about all her latest changes to the garden, pausing only when she thought she'd perhaps talked too much and had begun to bore him.

"I had no doubt they would thrive in your care." He offered with a smile, forearms resting on his knees as he listened to her with rapt attention. "Until we can get you to the continent, I'll bring the continent to you."

"One day." She said, offering him a shy smile and a nod of thanks. He knew what it meant to her, how long she dreamed of seeing the continent with her sisters. How she'd always imagined her father joining them. True, it wasn't the same as going, but the gesture was no less thoughtful, especially when he was likely away on important court business. That he'd thought of her at all touched her more than she would ever be able to tell him.

Azriel stood and stretched, his sun warmed wings extending before tucking back behind him. Elain admired his lean form, the wide sweep of his wings and the way the sun glinted off his cobalt Siphons and his eyes, eyes that were looking straight at her. She saw the faint color on his cheeks and Elain knew he'd caught her staring this time. Quickly, she turned her attention to the rose in her hand. Carefully, snipping it from the bush and laying it with the rest she'd collected.

"As usual you are too kind." She said nervously, snipping another rose. "I haven't planted the seeds you brought me from the Winter Court yet, I'm hoping I'll have better luck them when the weather cools."

Met with silence, she looked up to find him watching her now. She couldn't stop the blush she knew was creeping over her cheeks under his soft gaze. Her heart fluttered every time he looked at her like that, and lately that had been quite often.

Azriel took one step toward her, then another and another, his eyes never leaving hers. Those warm brown eyes, full of so much understanding, hope and love.

"And the roses, how are they coming along?" He asked, watching her delicate fingers trace along the edges of the petals before leaning in to take in its sweet scent.

"Perfectly happy here." She answered softly. "They had a bit of trouble at first but now their roots are strong, they're flourishing beautifully.

He couldn't help but think the same about her. How happy he was that she lovingly called the Night Court her home now. Even if in the dark recesses of his mind that fear still existed, that one day she might accept the bond and make a home for herself elsewhere. Far from Night. Far from him.

Her eyes flicked from the rose back to him and he took another step, as if waiting for her permission, as if she willed it so. Each step brought her into better view, no longer so hidden by the lush greenery of the garden.

"Az!"

She started as he froze, just close enough to spot the freckles that danced across the bridge of her nose.

"Cassian." He answered, turning toward his friend as he made to meet him halfway. So close.

Elain's heart sank as the distance between them grew, even as his shadow seemed to try to stretch to meet her before his retreat.  It was nothing, she told herself. A simple conversation like many they'd had before, there was nothing remarkable about today, nothing different...aside from that look.

She tried to busy herself with her roses again but it was no use. She hung on his every word, listening to him and Cassian discuss looming problems with the Illyrian forces. Selfishly, she hoped he wouldn't be sent away to help with those problems. As it was, she found that she already missed him on days he didn't turn up for family dinners.

Judging by his tone, Azriel didn't wish to oversee the Illyrians either. Not wanting to eavesdrop further on what seemed to be a tense conversation, Elain found herself wandering deeper into the garden until she could only faintly make out Azriel's voice. She let the timbre and cadence of it soothe her as she wandered and wove through, snipping and collecting blooms as she went. Eventually, she settled in a spot a safe distance away that allowed them privacy while she admired the garden and the Shadowsinger.

Azriel half listened to Cassian, in the end he knew Cass would unload all the mounting issues, but be the one to go. The one to face the Illyrian's ire for bothering to help. Azriel just didn't have it in him to pretend to play nice for long enough to get anything accomplished. He found he'd much rather be here, staring into the lovely brown eyes that now peered at him between flowering branches in the distance.

"Fine, I'll go." Cassian said without argument, "But next time you're coming with me. It'll be good for you." Cassian said, clapping him on the back.

"Next time." Azriel agreed with a nod, like he did every time they had this conversation.

Elain knew he'd seen her but she couldn't bring herself to look away, not until she pricked her finger on a thorn as she carelessly reached for another rose. She gasped, snatching her hand back and cradling it, a bead of crimson blood resting at her fingertip. She watched as the small wound quickly healed and used a clean handkerchief to wipe the tiny ruby of blood away.

She stilled for a moment, suddenly realizing the garden had gone quiet. She looked up, searching for any sign of Azriel, but he was gone. Likely back inside the manor with Cassian. She craned her neck, hoping he might have returned to his reports but his seat remained empty.

“Damn.” She breathed, not wanting their moment to have been cut so short. Not when it felt like some new version of what they were was ready to bloom. They regularly caught each other staring, shared secret smiles when no one else was watching. So many times he’d brushed by her, and she’d reached out, fingertips lightly brushing over his hand as he passed.

"Have you lost something?" Azriel's voice asked playfully from behind her.

She gasped and spun to face him, Azriel's hands gripping her waist, stopping her before she backed into the thorny roses she'd been hiding behind.

“Azriel,” She laughed, playfully scolding him. “You scared me half to death!"

“I apologize, Lady.” Azriel chuckled, not all sorry for catching her staring or for having an excuse to touch her.

“Yes, your laughing sounds very regretful.” She scolded, laughing herself.

“It’s difficult to have any regrets in my current position.” He admitted, his heart aching over how right this felt. Still, he had to be careful, Elain wasn’t just anyone, not to his family and not to him.

“I DO wonder,” He started, “How you could be startled at all.” A mischievous grin played at his lips. “You were watching so intently."

Elain narrowed her eyes even as a pretty blush colored her cheeks.

“And just HOW do you know I was watching?” She asked haughtily, very aware that his warm hands still rested on her waist.

"What kind of Spymaster would I be if I DIDN'T notice?" He asked, looking down at her, the green in his hazel eyes looking especially vibrant in the garden. Elain's heart raced at his nearness, his touch, his scent.

“Translation, YOU were watching ME.” She smiled up at him, looking too proud of herself.

“Every chance I get.” He admitted, the confession surprising them both.

"You're hurt." He said, before she could respond. His eyes resting on the hand she still cradled to her chest.

"Yes-no, I was." She clarified, stumbling over her words as he took her hand in his own, carefully looking it over.

"I pricked my finger is all." She says, sheepishly extending her now healed finger for him to see.

"Dangerous business, gardening." He said, heart thundering in his chest as he raised her hand, pressing a kiss to her fingertip. He didn't know what possessed him to be so forward, but neither did he regret it.

The softest touch of his lips on her skin sent a sparkling energy coursing through Elain.

Slowly, her lips parted as she silently watched him, wishing to feel his lips against hers next.

"But worth the risk." She breathed.

Unthinking, she stepped forward, resting her free hand on his chest, beside his glittering Siphon. If she were braver, she would pull him in and kiss him herself instead, she let the rhythm of his heartbeat steady her nerves as he pressed another kiss to the palm of her hand.

She couldn't stop herself then, from tenderly caressing his cheek as his hand ghosted down her forearm and came to rest on her waist again.

"The best things usually are." He answered, as he held up a freshly trimmed rose, no doubt magicked into his hand with the help of his clever shadows.

"Is that the one that pricked me?" She asked with narrowed eyes, settling into the comfort of their closeness.

"It had to be done.” He said, smiling as he carefully tucked it behind her ear, the soft peach rose looking perfect nestled in her golden brown curls.

Elain felt it then, that bravery she'd lacked earlier as she leaned forward. Azriel didn't dare back away, not even as his shadows whispered that the High Lady was fast approaching. No, he too leaned in, Elain’s fearlessness catching.

"Elain?!" Feyre called out.

 Elain's eyes widened as she turned to her sister's voice before glancing back at Azriel who was already backing away toward his shadows.

"Tomorrow?" He asked, offering an apologetic smile.

Elain nodded. "Dinner?" She asked, smiling as he nodded before disappearing into the shadows completely.

“Elain!  There you are!” Feyre called, smiling as she approached.

“Here I am.” Elain breathed, pulse still racing and skin flushed.

“I don’t know what you do out here for hours, everything looks perfect to me.” She said, gathering the flowers Elain had collected.

“Oh, just planting seeds, seeing what grows.” Elain answered quietly.

“Well, you’re as red as a rose, come inside and have lunch with me.” Feyre asked, nodding toward the house. Sensing she wouldn’t take no for an answer, Elain nodded, looping her arm through Feyre’s as they headed back.

On the way, Elain noticed Azriel’s stack of reports missing from his usual spot, her discarded sunhat sitting in its place. Tomorrow, she would see him again tomorrow and perhaps that boldness they both seemed to feel today would return tomorrow too.

[tswaney17]

I am struggling to think of things to write for this. So, I’m opening my ask box up for ideas, suggestions, prompts. Please send me something so I can have more than one fic. 😩

Hi everyone!

Welcome to the third ever ELRIEL MONTH, where we hope to foster a positive space for Elain and Azriel shippers. We will have two prompts per week that centers on different aspects and scenarios of their potential relationship.

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Shy Glances & Restricted Touches

April 30, 2023

They’d exchanged looks, the occasional brush of fingers, but never this. Never blatant, unrestricted touching.

We kick off Elriel Month with forbidden romance. It’s been eluded that Elain and Azriel have had some significant yet private moments, perhaps some secret encounters, clandestine meetings? We know they’re both well equipped at keeping secrets, what have they been up to?

Language of Love

May 3, 2023

Azriel smiled faintly. "Would you like me to show you the garden?" ...But Elain did not balk from him, did not shy away as she nodded—just once. Azriel graceful as any courtier offered her an arm. I couldn't tell if she was looking at his blue siphon or at his scarred skin as she breathed, "Beautiful."

What do you think Elain and Azriel’s love languages are? Gift giving? Quality time? Physical touch? Acts of service? The next few days and the best opportunity to explore these ideas with your headcanons, art, examples from canon, or theories!

Happy Solstice

May 7, 2023

Elain turned from the snow falling in the darkness beyond and smiled slightly. “I’ve never participated in one of these.”

Iconic Solstice moments and Elriel are synonymous. From dishes of potatoes and joyous laughter, to interrupted romantic moments, these two have had more than a few epic solstice moments.

Peace & Quiet

May 10, 2023

“And I think Elain—Elain would like it, too. Though she’d probably cling to Azriel, just to have some peace and quiet.” I smiled at the thought—at how handsome they would be together.

These two are the perfect embodiment of domestic bliss! From lounging quietly in the garden together to baking up a storm in the kitchen. What do you think these two would get up to if allowed to do so? Perhaps they’d make the Townhouse their own. Or whip up new recipes together.

Darkness Lets the Light Shine

May 14, 2023

I saw the painting in my mind: the lovely fawn, blooming spring vibrant behind her. Standing before Death, shadows and terrors lurking over his shoulder. Light and dark, the space between their bodies a blend of the two. The only bridge of connection… that knife.

The next few days we explore Elain and Azriel’s light & dark aesthetics! The Shadowsinger & the Seer. Azriel’s shadows and Elain’s light. But who’s to say they don’t embody both? Elain has shown a little darkness and Azriel taught Rhys to hope… Share your art, edits, mood boards, and fics!

Words Unspoken

May 17, 2023

He didn’t need the shadows to read her tone. The slight tightening of her face.

Sarah has shown us numerous times how our Seer and Shadowsinger are able to communicate without saying a word. Both being observant as they are, they are able to read one another easily and wordlessly.

A Bridge Between Souls

May 21, 2023

What if the Cauldron was wrong?

Let’s explore the idea of bonds between Elain and Azriel. Do you think they’re true mates? Soul mates? Carranam? Or simply the threads of fate have woven to join them together for some other higher meaning? Share your theories, writing, and art today!

Veil

May 24, 2023

Nothing. Absolutely nothing on that face, on his scent. The shadows, whatever the hell they were, hid too well. Too much.

It’s well known that there is more than meets the eye when it comes to both Azriel and Elain. One hides behind a cold mask, the other under pretty dresses and pleasant smiles. But what fanged beasts may we find beneath those pretty exteriors?

What If?

May 28, 2023

“What if”—I jerked my chin toward the window, to my sister and the shadowsinger in the garden—“that is what she needs”

Free week! Got an artwork or fic you didn’t get to share during the month? A favorite AU you’d like to explore? Or perhaps a crack theory you’ve been waiting to share. The next few days are the chance to go wild with different ideas and explore anything Azriel and Elain!

[deboecia]

Powers and possibilities

Art by deboecia on Tumblr // @ Morwenaert on IG

Characters belong to Sarah J Maas.

This piece wasn't completely done and I'll probably fix it some other time. I am so incredibly late for the third prompt of Elriel-month (posting on Tumblr at 23:59 letsss go)

[maased-out]

Hi everyone and get ready for another year of SJM fun! Below, you'll find a list of events for 2025.

NOTE: These events are meant to foster positivity within their respective fandoms. Negativity towards any specific event is not welcome.

NOTE: If you would like your event to be included on the maased-out calendar, please click here.

January:

Bat Boys Appreciation Week (January 12- January 18)

Rhysta Weekend (January 17- January 19)

February:

Jassa Week (February 2 - February 8)

SJM Romance Week (February 8 - February 14)

SJM Pride Week (February 23- March 1)

March:

Koschlain Weekend (March 07-March 09)

Elain Week (March 30- April 5)

April

Poly + Acotar Week (April 6- April 12)

Tamlin Week (April 12-April 19)

Nesta Archeron Week (April 21- April 27)

May:

Elriel Month (May 1 - May 30)

SJM x Reader Week (May 4- May 10)

June:

Azris Week (June 8- June 14)

Gwyn Week (June 15 - June 21)

July:

Inner Circle Week (July 1- July 7)

Elucien Week (July 14- July 20)

Cassian Week (July 20- July 26)

August:

Gwynriel Weeks (August 10- August 23)

Feylin Week (August 24- August 31)

September

Elain Archeron Week (September 1- September 7)

Eris Vanserra Week (September 14- September 20)

Nessian Week (September 21- September 27)

October

SJM Villain Week (October 1 - October 7)

Feysand Week (October 12- October 18)

November

Azriel Appreciation Week (November 10- November 16)

December

[potatoplace]

Kinktober '24 Masterlist

Welcome! The majority of these fics will have smut in them, and those that don't will have sexual themes. This event is, of course, 18+ only, please respect that. That said, I am so excited for this month and all of these fics! If you'd like you can ask to be tagged in certain fics, or the whole event, just comment on this post so I can get you on the list before posting. Happy Kinktober! ❤️‍🔥🎃👻

1 - The Lighthouse - Siren!Feyre x Reader - dub con, oviposition ~4.4k 🩵🤍

2 - We Can Do This - Feysand x Reader - one night stand, pregnancy ~5.1k 🩵🤍💜

3 - Three's Company - Cassian x Reader x Azriel - threesome, spitroasting ~2.2k ❤️🤍💙

4 - Bloom - Elain x Reader - sex pollen, outdoor sex ~1.9k 🩷🤍

5 - Good Kitten - Owner!Nesta x Kitten!Reader - collar + leash, pet play ~2.5k 🩶🤍

6 - Guilty As Sin? - Feysand - mind sex, cheating ~1.7k 🩵💜

7 - Moon Cycle - Werewolf!Cassian x Reader - monsterfucking, knotting ~1k ❤️🤍

8 - Truthteller - Azriel x Reader - knifeplay ~1.8k 💙🤍

9 - Gorgeous - Azriel x Reader, Reader x OC - cheating, unprotected sex ~2k 💙🤍

10 - Fresh Canvas - Feyre x Reader - body writing ~1.8k 🩵🤍

11 - Pretty In Pink - Mor x Reader - public play, mirrors, lingerie ~2.2k ❣️🤍

12 - Your Hands, My Hands - Feyre x Camgirl!Reader - camming, mutual masturbation ~2.2k 🩵🤍

13 - Honey - Omega!Elain x Alpha!Reader - omegaverse, knotting, toys ~1.5k 🩷🤍

14 - Sweetness - Feysand x Reader - aftercare, mommy/daddy kink ~1.7k 🩵🤍💜

15 - Our Hands - Feysand x Camgirl!Reader (Part 2 to day 12) 🩵🤍💜

16 - Bloom Together - Elucien X Reader - voyeurism, threesome (part 2 to day 4) 🩷🤍🧡

17 - Midnight Love - Cassian x Reader - somnophilia ❤️🤍

18 - Control Part 3 - Daddy!Azriel x Little!Reader | part 1 | part 2 💙🤍

19 - Candlelit Nights - Rhys x Reader - wax play 💜🤍

20 - Shine - Feysand - public 🩵💜

21 - Night Out - Mor x Reader - restraints, public ❣️🤍

22 - Dominance - Azriel x Reader, Reader x OC - cucking 💙🤍

23 - Territory - Feyre x Reader - marks 🩵🤍

24 - Tonight - Elriel x Reader - fwb 🩷🤍💙

25 - The Future of the Night Court - Bat Boys x Illyrian!Reader - breeding 💜🤍❤️💙

26 - Our Baby - Sugar!Feysand x SugarBaby!Reader (Part 3 to day 12, 15) 🩵🤍💜

27 - Alleyways - Vampire!Azriel x Reader 💙🤍

28 - Formalwear - Feyre x Reader - collars 🩵🤍

29 - Trick or Treat - Demon!Rhys x Reader 💜🤍

30 - Mastermind Part 3 - Dark!Feysand x Reader - drunk sex, dub con | part 1 | part 2 🩵🤍💜

31 - Drink Up - Vampire!Feysand x Reader 🩵🤍💜

[cateyesinlove]

This elriel month has been magnificent🥹 watching everyone love Elain 😭 love Azriel and the tenderness everyone treats them with has been incredible ♥️ for the first time I commissioned art and it was the best experience ever. Thank you to all the artist I worked with and helped me bring the ideas I had to life. Y’all so talented. Thank you to the writers who have brought many wonderful ideas to life and have dedicated an incredible amount of time to this two wonderful characters and thank you to everyone who has been supporting this month in any other way 🥹🥰♥️ we are a small community but we are also a family ♥️

Goodbye Elriel Month 2023. You’ve been magnificent.

Thank you to all the contributors! The writers, artists, commissioners, moodboard makers, cheerleaders and supporters.

It’s been incredibly humbling to watch all the seeds that Elain planted blossom into a garden of beautiful art and wonderful writing.

Thank you to all those who hosted Elriel Month accounts on all the platforms.

It’s been a pleasure.

Until next year! 🦇💗🌸

[casuallivi]

I posted 1,895 times in 2022

That's 1,792 more posts than 2021!

135 posts created (7%)

1,760 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@nikethestatue

@fawnandshadows

@thefangirlofhp

@sydneymack

@impossiblescissorspeachpaper

I tagged 1,461 of my posts in 2022

Only 23% of my posts had no tags

#elain archeron - 188 posts

#elriel - 137 posts

#elriel fanfic - 130 posts

#elrielmonth22 - 117 posts

#azriel - 63 posts

#elriel fanart - 59 posts

#elriel month 22 - 45 posts

#lol - 44 posts

#elain x azriel - 32 posts

#my writing - 27 posts

Longest Tag: 124 characters

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Remember when back in ACOMAF Feyre thought Azriel was the safest to strike a conversation with, even if he probably wasn’t??! (reminds you of another archeron?😏)

Yet, Azriel didn’t answer her, silently urging Cassian to talk about it.

Rhys and Cassian go on telling Feyre the story of how they’ve met, but Az is silent, tense, entering in a loop caused by the mention of his past, illyria, even Mor is worried with his frozen state.

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150 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

#4

Them: Azriel needs a chalenge! A fucking-strong-extrovert-warrior to teach his ass to be better!

Azriel: *crushing on Mor but perfectly content in letting golden-retriever-Cass entertain her loud-and-sexy-blond-ass for 500+ years*

Azriel: *takes four centuries to go clubbing with her*

Azriel: *meets lovely friendly flower girl*

Azriel: I like this one

Azriel: *glues his ass to hers for the next three years*

Everyone: 👁️👄👁️

Azriel: what?

155 notes - Posted May 23, 2022

#3

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156 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

#2

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206 notes - Posted April 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Rhys: agrees to be Feyre's distraction and give her body release, not offering anything else for fear she will shut down.

Readers: omg, that's so romantic! 😍 So hot 🥵

Cass: offers to be Nesta fuck buddy because he knows how she is pushing away from her feelings.

Readers: omg, he loves her so much! 😍 So hot 🥵

Az: gifts Elain with a especial necklace made for her, softly caresses her neck because he can't help it, ventures to kiss Elain after she gives him offer and permission, doesn't allow himself to think what comes next because she has a mate (who happens to be upstairs during said attempt!), but still dares to question the gods, implying he feels a connection so strong he can't understand why she is mated to another.

Some Readers: ew, fucking pervert! 😠 He clearly doesn't care for her 🙄 he wants to use her for perverted sex 😑 he's just saying that because she is the third sister 🙄 he doesn't even like her, who do this without a plan? How dare him not plan their next 500 years before that kiss?! 😒 Lazy bitch 😒

236 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

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[vulpes-fennec]

12,23 and 25 for the ask game

12 - the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Hmm if we were on tiktok then I'd say Elain because the number of Elain haters on there make me sad. But since I'm surrounded by lovely Elain fans on tumblr, I'll say Jurian. He's more underrated than unpopular, but his chaotic nature is truly iconic (and hot). I think he should be more unhinged. And he's got such an interesting story, I hope SJM will explore more of him in future books!

23 - ship you've unwillingly come around to

I am not really an Elriel shipper, but my beautiful Elriel mutuals have been reblogging lots of really nice art this month!

25 - common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

People complaining about SJM not writing more ACOTAR books when she has a life and she's been working on putting CC out there! Look, I want to read the next ACOTAR book just as badly, but if you think about it, ACOSF came out in 2021, HOSAB in 2022, and now HOFAS in 2024.

[fawnandshadows]

How You Get The Girl

Chapter 9

Chapter 8

AO3

Warnings: Language

CURRENT DAY

Elain stared at the image. 

And for once, she was more concerned about the picture itself than the amount of likes and the comments and the impact this would have on her career — not that she was even career oriented, but this time she found herself caring more about what (who) was in the picture than anything else. 

She was excited. 

Excited to have this small connection to Azriel. This bond that was new and delicate and burgeoning and was for the sole intent of her happiness. A connection with another person that didn’t revolve around her status, her money, her anything that wasn’t her. 

It was as exciting as it was frightening. 

Because what if Azriel didn’t want everything that came with that connection? The lack of privacy, the invasive questions, the total abandonment of normalcy. 

Elain chewed her lip as she looked at the picture. The glint of his piercing and the cigarette tucked behind his ear. The small, small smile on his mouth that was nothing more than a tiny upturn of his lips — his dimple hidden, not for the rest of the world to see. His curly hair was more unruly than usual. His brown hand on her pale skin, so close to her neck, so large. 

All day Elain worked on moving herself in. Focusing on her clothes and wearables before opening any of the boxes with things and clutter in them. 

She stayed in her pajamas since she didn’t have her mother hovering over her shoulder, ensuring that she would be “presentable” if company came over and making sure that every hair, every crease, every everything was in order. 

It was freeing to stay in her little flannel shorts and cami all day. 

Dinner time came around and Elain still had the apartment to herself. The remnants from the party were mostly cleaned up ,— Elain wondered who she had to thank for that. 

The brick walls were bare, and a huge window overlooked the park underneath in a secluded part of the city. Elain thought about closing the currents for the sake of privacy, but it was such a beautiful day that she didn’t want to block out any light. 

There was already a time where Elain had left her curtain open and someone snuck pictures of her and sold them to a tabloid. She was just sitting at her vanity, doing her makeup, but she felt so slimy and dirty afterwards. She showered endlessly after that and only felt clean after a week had passed.

So, she decided to take a chance and left the curtain open so the sun could shine through the penthouse as she drifted back to the kitchen and started pulling out ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. It felt like another small act of rebellion, a way to stick it to the strict regimented diet that her mother always forced on her. 

Halfway through the batch, when Elain was bending over to take the cookies out of the oven, Feyre walked through the door. 

“Those smell amazing,” She beamed, toeing off her shoes. “I could smell them from down the hall.” Nyx was perched on her hip, smiling at his aunt and clapping his hands. 

Elain immediately dropped the cookie sheet and rushed over to grab her nephew from her sister, cuddling the small warm body to her chest and smacking a kiss on his chubby cheek. He immediately snuggled into her embrace. 

“Help yourself,” Elain said, nodding to the cookies that were cooling. “I baked a lot, so I’ll bring some downstairs when they’re all done.” 

“I think Azriel is the only one down there,” Feyre noted, picking up a cookie and munching on it. “Mor has the day off, right?”

“Yeah,” Elain confirmed. “I said I was just going to move in today, so she could relax before my shoot this weekend.” 

Feyre nodded and sat at the counter, taking another cookie. 

“How are you feeling today? After everything?” Her blue eyes looked at Elain kindly as she brought up a thumb to wipe away a crumb. 

“Pretty good,” Elain handed Feyre back her son so she could finish her baking. “I talked to Azriel a bit, and he’s ok with everything. But I’ve mostly been ignoring it.” 

She busied herself with her work so Feyre wouldn’t notice the blush twinging her cheeks. 

“Az does love his privacy,” Feyre noted, a touch of concern lighting up her voice. “And mom’s been calling me all day at the studio. And she hounded me for answers when I picked Nyx up this morning,” Feyre sighed “She’ll probably show up here any minute now if she can’t get a hold of you.” 

Elain deflated a bit at the words because her sister was right. Her mother would only let herself be ignored for so long. 

“I texted her this morning, but I’ll send another today.” 

—— ——

Elain stood outside of security’s apartment, just two floors beneath the penthouse, and willed her heart to beat at a healthy pace as she raised her hand to knock on the door. 

She stood in the hallway in the same flannel shorts and tank top that she had been wearing all day, and she prayed that Azriel opened the door quickly. Elain didn’t even think to grab her sweatshirt before flying out the door. 

She just…wanted to see Azriel. 

The door creaked open to reveal a disheveled Azriel. Gray sweatpants hung low at his hips and a faded, wrinkle t-shirt hung from his muscular frame, and his black hair stuck up in every direction. 

Her heart stopped as she took in his tired eyes. 

“Were you sleeping?” Elain asked, taking a step back and clutching the tupperware container tighter. “I can come back. I don’t want to disturb you,” She pushed the container full of cookies towards him. “These are for you.” 

A dark hand gingerly took the cookies from her as he opened the door a bit wider.

“Want to come in?” Azriel offered, stepping to the side. 

“If you don’t mind?” Elain took a hesitant step inside. “I really didn’t mean to bother you. I can leave.” 

Azriel shook his head and motioned for her to come inside. 

“Chocolate chip?” Azriel asked, closing the door as Elain stepped inside. 

“Your favorite.” Elain said softly, her eyes taking in the surprisingly neat apartment. She wasn’t sure why she thought it would be messy, maybe it was just the thought of the four of them rooming together in such close quarters, but there was no way Rhysand would tolerate a mess. 

“You know my favorite cookie?” Azriel asked, leading her to the breakfast bar and in their kitchen. 

“Of course,” Elain said, sitting on the stool Azriel held out for her. “I know everyones. But I wanted you to think of this as down payment for the next tattoo. And they’ll be plenty more. Promise.” 

For some reason Elain held out her pinky to him. 

Azriel looked at it for a moment before wrapping his warm pinky around hers. 

Elain bit her lip, thinking of the secret thoughts that were tossing themselves around her head. 

“There was something else that I wanted to ask you, but I’m not sure how you’d react. And I don’t want to pressure you. Or make you feel uncomfortable.” Her breath was unsteady. 

“I don’t do face tattoos.” 

Elain felt a grin tug at her lips as she took in their intertwined pinkies.

“I was thinking about last night,” She chewed on her bottom lip, slowly taking her hand back. She raised her feet to rest on her stool and wrapped her arms around her legs. “Do you think it’s weird that I don’t like head?” 

Azriel froze. 

Elain’s eyes were fixed to the container of cookies in front of them. 

“We all have our preferences, and we aren’t weird for liking or disliking certain acts,” Azriel said slowly, thoughtfully. “But, I would say the issue was with your partner. Not you.” 

Elain waited a beat before saying, “It always felt awkward. Even when it was more enjoyable, I always felt slightly uncomfortable. You don’t think that’s odd?” 

She could feel Azriel’s gentle gaze on her. “No,” Azriel said softly, not a hint of judgment in his voice. “I think you were with the wrong person.” 

Elain nodded slowly, biding her time before saying, “I was thinking that was a possibility as well. And it’s hard for me to meet people I feel comfortable and safe with, you know?” Elain took a deep, shaky breath. “And I was home alone all day and I kept thinking about who I know and who I feel safe with. Because I want to enjoy sex. I like writing it and I like reading it, so I always felt like I should enjoy it, you know? Anyway, I was thinking about the people in my life and if there was anyone I would feel comfortable…exploring sex with?” Her voice turned high and slightly squeaky. “And I could only think of one person,” Her brown eyes met his intense, bright hazel gaze. “And that person was you.” 

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[rhysanoodle]

Between Light and Shadow

(Banner by the lovely @sncinder​ 💕)

Elriel’s story after ACOSF

I can’t believe this is the end 😭 Thanks to everyone who’s read this story every week and left me incredible feedback. Here’s to the next adventure!❤️

Word Count: 1018

AO3

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Elain cooed, pulling her hands away from her face as the chubby-cheeked baby in Azriel’s arms giggled wildly.

“Stop that. He doesn’t know what’s happening,” Azriel chastised as Nyx silenced once she hid her face once more.

“It’s a game, love. People play this with babies all the time. See? He loves it.” Riotous laughter echoed around the meadow.

It was the end of summer, and the family was all gathered at the cabin for hunting and fishing, and really an excuse to drink raucously—as if they didn’t do that enough already at home.

In the month since Elain and Azriel had mated, they’d both moved into the townhouse—a gift from Rhys and Feyre, though he’d promised that if they ever wanted anything bigger, he would spare no expense. It seemed the High Lord still felt insanely guilty for his role in separating them.

But right now it was the perfect size for them. They could still stay at the riverfront estate when they wanted family time, but it afforded them some semblance of privacy without being too far away from the others and downtown Velaris.

Elain still visited the estate gardens a few days a week, but she had revived the neglected garden at the townhouse, small though it was. Somehow having it be solely hers made it seem so much more important.

Azriel had even helped her build a pergola right in the middle, and it became one of their favorite spots to sit and sip tea in the mornings, snuggled in each other’s arms.

He had even recovered enough to be joining his brothers in their morning drills, and she had seen the change in him as he was able to return to that physical outlet. Between that and time spent with her, he seemed happy for once since she’d known him.

Every night she fell asleep in his arms after making love. That’s what she called it, no matter whether it was in Azriel’s style or her own. Both were enjoyable and full of emotion—and copious pleasure—for her.

And he slept through the nights with her. Gone were the bags haunting the undersides of his eyes. They each still had their own pains and nightmares, but together they didn’t seem so overwhelming and all-consuming.

Though she wasn’t ready for children yet, the image of Azriel holding their nephew still threatened to undo her. Regardless of his childhood trauma, he would make a good father—if only to spite his own. But beneath the coldness of his many masks, she knew the softer side—the one which was permanently on display when they were alone together.

It only made her love him more.

She laid down on their blanket on the grass, closing her eyes and letting the sunshine wash over her. While there was a chill already forming in the air, the warmth brought on by the sunshine still permeated down to her bones.

A vision washed over her, and she invited it in.

***************

It must have been Solstice. All the evergreen decorations were strewn around the riverfront estate, and Elain could smell rich mulled wine heavily floating on the air. Piles of presents were littering the room, including a new pile for Nyx which was overflowing with toys.

It made her smile to see how spoiled her nephew would be—not that there had ever been any doubt in her mind.

She felt heady, a lump of longing and nostalgia forming in her throat as she thought of Solstices past. They had never quite gone smoothly, but she found her future self at peace.

The least of that probably had to do with the male strolling out of the sitting room towards her, sweeping her into a lingering kiss which promised just what he would do to her as soon as they climbed up the stairs to their bedroom.

But he was loitering around, not making the first move, and though Elain had already received a piece of artwork commissioned by her mate as a present, she somehow felt like he wasn’t finished, so she pulled back, looking him in the eyes in silent question.

A creeping flush threatened to break out over his golden brown skin as he met her gaze, and she saw him take a deep breath and realized … Azriel was nervous.

His hands fell into his pockets, and she had the distinct impression he was fiddling with something to help with whatever had him so anxious before he began speaking.

“My time with you has meant everything to me, Elain. I wouldn’t take back a second of what it took us to get here, no matter the price.” She felt the same way. Their lives were tinged with regrets, but every single decision had brought them here. Together.

“I am beyond honored to be your mate. I am beyond honored that even though you could have ignored the bond between us, you chose me. Even for all my faults. I am beyond honored that you opened your heart to our Fae traditions to give me—give us—this piece of joy and beauty.”

Elain’s heart was fluttering in her chest. Azriel showed her every day how much she meant to him, and it seemed like that hadn’t let up in the months leading to Solstice.

“So I wanted to bring back one of your human traditions. I know it’s not custom for mates to further seal the bond, and I know you were engaged to be married once, but …

Tears welled unbidden in Elain’s eyes, and she was reminded of how she had so much hope in this very spot a year ago only to have it crushed, but now … Now, she was getting everything she’d ever dreamed of, and …

She had to leave. 

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As she saw him pulling something out of his pocket, Elain thrust herself from the vision. Some things weren’t meant to be completely spoiled by her visions. Some things were meant to be lived.

And Elain couldn’t imagine living those things with anyone other than the male at her side who tucked her into his chest.

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[mardereads19]

Elriel Masterlist 🌸🦇

Discussions:

Elriel Stakes

A Comparison Between Az’s Chapter and Cassian’s Chapters in Acofas

Elriel Propaganda (Counter Argumenting Gwynriel propaganda from the comments of one of posts.)

Elain Did not “Ditch” Nesta

Why Elriel for Me + Mate Parallels

Elain, Az, Gwyn, and the Necklace

Elain Choosing to Live With Feyre (collab with @lily-mj-fae 🌹)

Elain Has Always Been Capable

Why the Mentality of “Elain is Lucien’s Mate So She Should at Least Give Him A Chance” Is So Wrong

If You Are Still Doubting (Elain’s Book)

The image of truth between elriel

Theories:

Elain Will Fight the Blood Duel Herself

Elucien’s Mating Bond (Spell?)

SJM’s multiverse will come together

Truth-Teller as the Fourth Object of the Dread Trove

More Dusk Court/Fourth Dread Trove Forshadowing

Rosehall (I’ve changed my mind about a lot of things since I first wrote this, but I would still like to have it here)

Elriel Months (oneshots in chronological order):

Just Breathe (day 13)

Forbidden (day 4)

The Distance Between Us (day 10)

Your Sacrifice (day 20)

Adoption (day 9)

Rosehall (day 1)

Field of Flowers (day 6)

Your Ivy Grows (day 22)

Teach Me How to Fly (day 18)

Meet Me in the Silence (day 5)

Depth of Your Eyes (day 23)

Against Your Morning Skin (day 28)

I Will Take Your Pain (day 16)

Playing with Shadows (day 24)

Romeo and Juliet (day 17)

Hold Your Hand While Dancing (day 29)

Your Lips on My Scars (day 2)

Baby, Kiss It Better (day 26)

Explosion of Power (day 15)

Spies at Work (day 3)

Drunk and in Love (day 11)

Invisible String (day 8)

“Azriel” (day 25)

Kingslayer (day 31)

The Stars As Witnesses (day 5)

Discovery of the Bond (day 30)

Pink: My Favorites

Elriel Playlist:

Rewrite the Stars ✨

A Whole New World 🌌

Ivy 🌿

Out of the Woods 🌲

If I Never Knew You 🌸🍃

Cruel Summer ☀️🌹

Minefields 💥

Beautiful ♥️

Dancing with Our Hands Tied 🌙

West Side ☀️

Secret Love Song, Pt. II 💔

Ours 💙

Uncover 🌹

Army ⚔️

Sinners 💕

So It Goes… 🔮

Stand By You 🦋

Willow 🌳

Roses ��

Lay All Your Love on Me 💞

Coffee ☕️

La Vie En Rose 💖

Goosebumps 💗

Lightning ⚡️

I Almost Do (TV) 💔

Love Will Find A Way 💘

Illicit Affairs 💔

For Laughs:

SJM at the end of Acosf

Who the next book is really about

Kiss the Girl

[goforth-ladymidnight]

An Impartial List of ACOTAR Character Appreciation Weeks 2022

I put this list together for those who want to support their favorite characters and ships, skip the ones they don’t, and revisit old favorites! Did I miss any? Let me know!

Gwynriel Week (Mar 6 - 12)

Gwyn Appreciation Week (Apr 17 - 23)

Elriel Month (May 2022)

Elucien Week (Jul 24 - 30)

Azriel Appreciation Week (Jul 31 - Aug 6)

Vassien Week (Aug 15 - 21)

Neris Week (Aug 28 - Sept 3)

Elain Archeron Appreciation Week (Sep 4 - 10)

Nessian Appreciation Week (Sep 11 - 17)

Azriel Shadowsinger Week (Sep 18 - 24) [Yes, there are two Azriel weeks!]

Lucien Appreciation Week (Sep 21 - 27)

Emerie Appreciation Week (Oct 2 - 8)

Cassian Week (Oct 10 - 17)

Tamlin Week (Oct 17 - 23)

SJM Crackship Week (Dec 11 - 17) [Was the 2022 event cancelled? I had it marked, then couldn’t find it again.]

Feyre Week (Dec 19 - 27) [Yes, it’s 9 days long.]

P.S. There’s still room in the 2022 calendar for any Rhysand or Feysand events if anyone wants to contribute. Are there any other characters or ships you’d like to see celebrated before the year ends? (Note: I’m not offering to mod any of these. I’m just putting this out there.) Have fun, everyone!

[feyredarlinq]

elriel month, day 23: depth of your eyes